Its rude share ploughs again and again through it, making many a deep furrow, gashing its beauty.

But afterward a harvest of blessing and good grows up out of the crushed and broken life.

That is what God intends always in trial and sorrow.
Let us have the ploughman's faith, and we shall not faint when the share is driven through our heart.

Then by faith we shall see beyond the pain and trial the blessing of richer life, of whiter holiness, of larger fruitfulness.

And to win that blessing will be worth all the pain and trial..